tell me

The old woman relaxed completely into the heat of the water, her joints were relaxed and the pain disappeared. Despite everything that had happened to her Rhythm wore the hint of a smile on her dark chocolate lips. Clouded blue and lavender eyes were closed as her spa day brought her peace. Feather’s chirp of a voice perked the Destructions salt and pepper ears as the approach of a stranger brought her to a more alert state. Her nose sniffed at her strange scent and told Rhythm she was a loner, and probably was not from Boreas. Much like herself and the first of her kin.

”You’re no bother,” she offered kindly, shifting enough to turn her grizzled features towards the young woman. ”Would you care to join me? I’m Rhythm Destruction.”